The Communist Party of Workers and Peasants (Ukrainian: Комуністична партія робітників і селян, Komunistychna Partiya Robitnykiv i Selyan) is a political party in Ukraine, formed in 2001 following a split from the Communist Party of Ukraine (KPU). The first chairman of the party was Oleksander Mykolayovych Yakovenko. At the legislative 2002 elections the party won 0.41% of the popular vote and no seats. Since then it has not taken part in any nationwide election yet. IN 2011, the current Chairman of KPRS Leonid Grach wa elected as the head of the party in February 2011; at the time he was member of the Ukrainian parliament. Grach did not return to parliament after the 2012 Ukrainian parliamentary election after losing as an independent candidate in single-member districts number 2 (first-past-the-post wins a parliament seat) located in the Autonomous Republic of Crimea.
Famous quotes containing the words communist, party, workers and/or peasants:
“In communist society, where nobody has one exclusive sphere of activity but each can become accomplished in any branch he wishes, society regulates the general production and thus makes it possible for me to do one thing today and another tomorrow, to hunt in the morning, fish in the afternoon, rear cattle in the evening, criticize after dinner, just as I have a mind, without ever becoming hunter, fisherman, shepherd or critic.”
—Karl Marx (1818–1883)
“I am proud to be a member of a party that opens its doors to all men—and closes its hearts to none.”
—Lyndon Baines Johnson (1908–1973)
“The industrial world would be a more peaceful place if workers were called in as collaborators in the process of establishing standards and defining shop practices, matters which surely affect their interests and well-being fully as much as they affect those of employers and consumers.”
—Mary Barnett Gilson (1877–?)
“The sacrifice to Legba was completed; the Master of the Crossroads had taken the loas’ mysterious routes back to his native Guinea.
Meanwhile, the feast continued. The peasants were forgetting their misery: dance and alcohol numbed them, carrying away their shipwrecked conscience in the unreal and shady regions where the savage madness of the African gods lay waiting.”
—Jacques Roumain (1907–1945)